Pots I haven't used since my greenhouse project.
The pathway, not quite what I had in mind now that it is framed by wooden planters. The stones to the left keep the cats from scatting and squirrels from scratching. Seeded alyssum between.
Dicentra eximia and fern doing quite well in its new spot.
The basil.
The greens, soon to be bush beans.
The tomatoes. One brandywine, two I don't knows, and to the right, unseen, a cherry tomato. I said I wouldn't, but I did. But three instead of eight.
The sage.
Mint thinned and re-potted.
The chives, oregano, and thyme, iris and greens, primrose and fence.
Pots I haven't used since my greenhouse project.
The pathway, not quite what I had in mind now that it is framed by wooden planters. The stones to the left keep the cats from scatting and squirrels from scratching. Seeded alyssum between.
Dicentra eximia and fern doing quite well in its new spot.
The basil.
The greens, soon to be bush beans.
The tomatoes. One brandywine, two I don't knows, and to the right, unseen, a cherry tomato. I said I wouldn't, but I did. But three instead of eight.
The sage.
Mint thinned and re-potted.
The chives, oregano, and thyme, iris and greens, primrose and fence.
Yes you did! So funny...It's winter that does it.
ReplyDeleteThat winter, always forcing my hand;)
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